"Yes! Yes!"
A mandarin duck bath!
I really regret it so much I could turn green. Isn't that so?
But then, who can I blame?
Satisfied with her answer, Su Chaoyang narrowed his eyes and pointed out the final key point, "So... do you dare to provoke me with others again?"
Realizing she had been tricked, Mu Xiangwan naturally became stubborn and fell silent without saying a word.
A smoldering fire stirred in Su Chaoyang's heart. Every time he thought about the intimate scenes between her and Peng Yihui, he felt a biting rage. Every time he thought about her defiantly tilting her chin at him in provocation, he wanted to crush her. And how could he not vent this on her?
No matter how defiant Mu Xiangwan acted, eventually she could only repeatedly utter "I was wrong," constantly begging for mercy.
Su Chaoyang was filled with sadistic pleasure. Hearing her admit her fault was not enough to satisfy him. Gasping roughly, he asked, "How were you wrong? Where exactly did you go wrong?"